Thirteen minutes until the man I dreamt about was finally going to be with me. I reached into the shower to test the water, but it was still cold. Lo...king into the mirror I saw my reflection and muttered, “Fuck! Dammit, Oh my God! Really?” My stringy wet hair was caked with sand. There was sand sticking to my stomach where Steven’s cum had been. My back was covered in sand. I was a mess and I had twelve minutes. “Fuck! Cold! Cold! Cold!” I screamed as I stepped into the still cold water of. He saw a video screen with some whore being nailed, a chair, a small bench and a towel. He had heard but so far never been into a booth where he could preview the videos. He went further down the hall to check some other booths. Every booth was either locked or someone was going in if not coming out of it. Maybe he was over guessing but he thought, there were more black brothers present at the store. Finally, he picked a booth and got in. As he was checking the buttons on the screen, he heard a. As Pete reared back to penetrate her tight, virgin vagina, a gun shot rang out. Evelyn felt the weight of Pete’s clumsy body fall off of her with a thud, as Pete’s dead form hit the deck. Evelyn looked up in surprise, confused about who would rescue this poor, abandoned wench, when, thru her tears, she saw him at last, holding a smoking pistol and extending the rags of her dress to her. ‘Cover yourself, dear, and come to my cabin. I know there’s something you’ve been meaning to talk to me. The bus is fairly empty at the moment and you relish in the fact that you don’t have to sit next to a stranger, that’s when you notice her. The first thing you realize is that you never seen her before on the bus, but there she was sitting at the back out of view where no one would notice her. She had no reason to hide she was beautiful, well that’s what I thought. You realised she was a student as she has a school bag next to her, a small detail you don’t really care about. To describe her in.